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The "WE"

"Mom, how was dad when you first met him? Was he the funniest? Was he handsome? Tell me mom. You have never told me your story and today, there's no escape".


I still remember the day when he accidentally smiled at me not knowing that he actually sparked up a volcanic eruption somewhere. His smile was beautiful and i eventually put in efforts to treat my eyes. I got addicted. But it was all a secret.


You don't choose to fall in love. It just happens. You think its gonna be sweet all the time, thats when you break. Its a cluster of emotions mixed up with different tastes. Even the bitter will taste sweet and that is what makes it special.


Even though I chose to stay hidden, fate never gave up on me. We met. We were friends. It was beautiful walking with him, looking at those innocent eyes, laughing at his jokes and he never knew. Butterflies wake up when hes close. Knees go weak on a touch. My secret self would have a sky dive. A series of chemical reactions in my brain. I realised I am falling in love.


Months passed by. I was much closer to him now. But, deep down someone called out saying NO. That secret self of mine was afraid to throw a coin on my probability. Still, it was special. Waiting for text and longing to meet. It was indeed special.


Floating in the gravity of emotions, everything will be revealed one day. That day happened. Eyes fill up and words refuse to talk. Everything around freezes in time. Silence all around. Calm. The lyrics of the songs that I sent him once made sense now. From him and I, "we" started breathing.


A beautiful journey, so long. Still the "we". Through all the love and hate, hugs and fight, kisses and arguments "we" still live. His smile is the same and I am still falling for it.


"Mom................................................................................................................................................................."





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